Standing on a cliff overlooking the sea, Princess Ramona hummed a happy tune. Looking at her, she looked very carefree as if she had no worries at all in the world.
As the Princess of the Magdar Kingdom, and Saintess of the Order of the Tidebringer, she had everything that any lady would wish to have.
The wind blew softly, swaying her long hair a bit. Her eyes were closed, and there was a serene look on her face, which made her look ethereal.
When Ethan first met her, she was just a child no more than twelve years old.
She had told him that she loved him, but he politely told her that they weren’t meant to be.
His rejection was not only because she was young, but also because they didn’t live in the same timeline.
It was indeed a relationship that wasn’t meant to be.
Even if Ethan agreed and promised to wait for her to grow up, they were not just separated by distance, but time and space itself as well.